I Engage In The Sense Of Smell Poem by Genevieve Surrender

I Engage In The Sense Of Smell



I engage in the sense of smell.
my kindred spirit,
since it's the only thing
I really can rely on anymore.

It lies to me though.
It tells me that you're still here
even though your scent
has been washed out of my sheets
for almost two years.

I still miss our mornings.

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